Luyện nghe bài hát People's Court

Yeah! Ah huh!

Yo yo! I a fuck if you traumed up
Don up, niggas from where
what one slip and get ya cherry balmed up
I got every arm and my homicide

And come to ya gut B!
Guess ya blon luck
wit the wrong one
Shawn Gun one

Two y'all won do
Bastards know I blast quick
As if y'all had to ask,
Get ya ass twist, it's the rap's El

Get ya splitted
And I don't pussy well enough
To hang wit it, you wit it
Same shit, it fuck wit the lame witch

Soon as the slang
If you came, you get it
as the game
Wit the pens on cosine

And the whole
you where I find yo ass
Lost wit no sign, y'all so
I'm the last nigga to on

Got the on
Wit the on
you guess wrong
I'm a press on,

Fuck the judge, fuck the
When ya warring wit me, it's people's
We hold in the street
I gives a fuck about the D.A. ya see Jay

Betta crawl for yo heat, it's people's
We court in the street, ya heard me
Fuck the judge, fuck the
When ya warring wit me, it's people's

We hold court in the
I gives a shit about ya play disc, dangerous
Watch ya language wit me, it's court
We hold court in the

I a shit if it's small claims
Like stealing ya
Or if it's Court
stealing ya bricks

Look, my guns is all
pain, end it ran to
Whether you big or small change
When I cock it guage

My never miss trials
Here's the dater wit no chance of parole
Bullets concurrent
I'm why nigga, try Jigga

You must
like being on trial for your life
Wit a defender
Let the fill the seats up

And start the calendar off
Wit number nine-millimeter
All rise, the Jay-Z presides
Instead of a mallet, I hold a

All overruled
Stay deep in ya
Hope you it
Two guns, right over

That's how I cross
Like Tom
wit the Top Gun, you lose
Jigga no lie and can't handle the truth

Fuck the judge, fuck the
When ya wit me, it's people's court
We court in the street
I gives a fuck about the D.A. ya see Jay

Betta crawl for yo heat, it's court
We court in the street, ya heard me
the judge, fuck the jury
When ya warring wit me, people's court

We hold in the street
I a shit about ya play disc, nigga dangerous
Watch ya language wit me, it's court
We hold court in the

No flow
No cell could hold
Since I these
out, no coke kitchen victors

No in a rhyme fest
I'm best under
my right hand
And I it honest

Know ya facts for
'Fo ya to act ill
you blow trial
Ain't no coming on appeal

murderone
Bail set at, a
It's
For you motherfucker's

Red done, commit hate
Fake rhymes, I in contempt
You get time
For faking like you than him

So foulplay, ya charges
Pay ya at the desk sergant
Say sorry, and take ya
I be sure to it

splendid
No defendant
While you niggas hold
Wit no in it

Three-time felon, third
Locking it for the term
Of Lifetime, 2 nigga
is adjourned